Annabelle کے بول

I'm keeping secrets for you now. Oh Annabelle, Wasn't I the wayward one? Where all the bony, taloned fingers pointed When the time had come to play the blame game. Well you're never gonna win that game again. And you'd do well to Turn your ashamed face away I wish you could look them in the eye. It's easier done than said. So if another fool offers to stand by you You'd better well take him home. A crescent honeymoon. That can only end and let you down. Tears all around. Turn your ashamed face away Annabelle, The names have been changed To protect what's left of my integrity. So don't embarrass both of us Behaving so self righteous. I know what you would likely say. Turn your ashamed face away